She did not respond at first. I asked her why are you not kissing? She said I don’t know how to kiss. I laughed and took her to my room and showed s...me kissing scenes and french kissing to her. She was blushing all the time and I was getting excited imagining what more is to come.Then I took her to bedroom and started kissing her. She was a quick learner. She responded my kisses with passion and we both were kissing passionately. I parted her lips with my tongue and pressed my tongue inside her. She was also unattached at the moment, despite being well developed for her age.Her last boyfriend had a double standard and dumped her as a "slut" for putting out too soon. He was such a jerk, she realized. She discovered that he was rather immature. Susie liked being a "slut" and wore it as a badge of honor, as she simply enjoyed sex without many hang-ups about it.Her family had emigrated from England when she was 12, so she had some experience and perspective about the world. She definitely. It was a good time to unwind and bond -- and work on our reverse honey traps.At brunch, I realized that Shelley had dressed a bit differently. Rather than her usual short skirts, she wore seemingly sprayed-on pants -- no, they were tights, and even semitransparent, with a center seam that emphasized a cameltoe and separated the cheeks of her ass. When she saw me noticing, she smiled and came close, speaking softly.“Remember, when you, Lois, and I made it? I haven’t forgotten that I asked you to. Arrogantly the elf moaned and purred at the taste of her own juice as she worshipped the Amazon’s phallus, the facsimile gleaming with shining slobber by the time she was done. She whirled on me so fast the fake dick smacked into my breasts, knocking them into a rocking motion that she stopped to appreciate a few moments, grinning lewdly. “Ready or not…Ailara, was it? Here I come….” I could only stammer an answer somewhere between a ‘yes’ and a ‘no’ as she grabbed me beneath the arms and.